[Intro: 50 Cent]

G-Unit, they ain't ready

AHHHH!

[Hook: 50 Cent]

I don't know what you been thinkin, don't know what you been drinkin

But you get outta line boy, I'll lay your ass DOWN

Don't know what you been thinkin, don't know what you been drinkin

But you get outta line boy, I'll lay your ass DOWN

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

I've been out in LA with Dre and Snoop for so long

I'm fin ta Crip walk and put some mo'herfucking khakis on

Naw that's aight man I ain't got nothin to prove

I'm rich but I still live like I got nothin to lose

Look man, I don't know what you been drinkin I don't know what you been thinkin

But get outta line and Snoop's upside ya head

The media they write whatever they choose

And the cops stay on my ass so I stay on the news

These other rap niggas couldn't walk in my shoes

Went through a bunch of bullshit while I was paying my dues

They say my music make a gangsta wanna pop somethin

Well tell them niggas to get poppin & stop frontin

You heard of me but do you know how I get down

Stay with a vest on, roll wit a couple tre-pounds

In case you motherfuckers wanna jump bad now

I'll start some bullshit and I'ma lay ya punk ass down

[Hook: 50 Cent]

I don't know what you been thinkin, don't know what you been drinkin

But you get outta line boy, I'll lay your ass DOWN

Don't know what you been thinkin, don't know what you been drinkin

But you get outta line boy, I'll lay your ass DOWN

[Verse 2: Young Buck]

Hittin niggas from long range for writin the wrong thangs

My name YOUNG BUCK but I look like a old mayn

Just cuz I like ice don't compare me to Lil Wayne

I make rap niggas dissapear like Lil Zane

See Buck been shot, but not more than 50

I don't dance, what I look like signin wit Diddy?

I got plans, grenades and the G-Unit wit me

And on command, we spray give a fuck who we hittin

What's in my hand? A tan bout a hundred and sixty

Hollow tips, four-fifths with the rubber grip

Crips & Bloods they show me love li